Tag: fences



I sit on the bench like it’s the right thing to do

But that’s not a bench it’s a fence to you

So I sit and I hum for all that I’m worth 

But the humming and humdrum plunge down into earth

Why don’t you listen to observations, deductions

Why don’t you see my sharp evidence?

Why can’t we change or affect what we see

It’s because you are here on this fence with me